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  • Sometimes I feel like Medusa.
    Snakes of rage writhe from my head,
    ready to strike,
    bite,
    poison.

    I'm lonely here.
  • Image, brand new painting today: Self-portrait of the Artist as Medusa. (It's just a sketch, really).

    Note: (I inadvertently typed Bite): I can no longer, at the moment, I don't know why, read stories on the iPad. I can only see the beginnings of them, they won't scroll down. And the audio won't come either. I apologize. I am sorry! I am away from home today, and can't read your wonderful stories--I'm in withdrawal. WAHN! :-(

    Dunno if it's the Cowbird site or my iPad. And the links aren't working right either. :-( Boohoo!
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